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Chapter 287

Chapter 287

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Hearing this name, the red-haired foreigner found it somewhat familiar, but no matter how hard he tried to rack his brain, he just couldn't remember where he had heard it. People are just like that: the harder you try to think of something, the more elusive it becomes; yet, damn it, the moment you stop thinking about it, it flashes into your mind like a sudden epiphany, slamming right against your forehead. However, the red-haired foreigner was clearly not someone prone to overthinking. Since he couldn't remember, he simply stopped trying.

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